Get On Up

I don't want to get up
For I just suffered The Fall
You saw me and alight a few steps away
Your wings spread mightily as you call softly to me "You can get back up again"
I roll over on my back and squeeze my eyes shut tight against your light
Stubborn and ashamed
You step closer "For a saint is just a sinner who fell down..."
"I know, I know: 'and got up'. I know the words. I've heard the song. But I..."
"Am beautiful," you finish for me. "Fearfully and wonderfully made. Now share this good news. Get up."
And I do.